Paroles All I Want Is a Yacht

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I can't be nobody else's
I want them bad bitches to myself, 'cause I'm selfish
Lit nigga, girl I know you felt it
Young Ghetto Lenny tried to tell you, "I'm for real bitch"

Ain't no effects, we come for the checks
We stirrin' the racks, we trappin' the 'jects
We sleepin' in jets, we really the best (brr, brr, brr)
We pull and flex, we speakin' baguettes
The niggas done test, and the bitches done text
We came from the bottom, we never forget (hey, hey, hey)
Death to a coward, I never allow it
Them niggas is jealous, them niggas is sour
They watchin' the glow up
They wantin' the power, I'll aim at your head
I'll send you the flowers, I stand on the couch
I piss on the towels, sleep in the pools
Or fuck in showers, for all of the days they didn't allow us
(Hey, hey, hey, brr)

Ain't no effects, we come for the checks
We stirrin the racks, we sleepin' in 'jects
We jump on the jets, my niggas is next
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Fuck all the press, my niggas is next
Foot on they neck, pay no respect
My nigga we blessed (hey-ay-ay-ay-ay)
You ride for the best, I'm here in the flesh
Key to success, you lookin' depressed
You did it to death, you shoot at the head
I shoot at the chest, yeah
Drivin' a Ghost, my dad was a ghost
The bitch on the side, she don't got on clothes
The moment is close, just watch the approach
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Momma I'm dope, my niggas is dope
They mention my name, I give 'em a quote
She gave you her heart, she gave me her throat
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I got it made, my niggas is made
I'm gettin my money, my nigga I'm paid
The pussy is good, my credit is great

All I want is a yacht, and some top
In a coupe, by the spot
And a bad bitch to cook, nigga look
Fuck a book, I never read, everything I got, I took
She on a tape, I'm on a lake, he gon' grill it, niggas goin' ape
For Heavens sake, he scrape the plate
I lift him up, but hit him up he levi-

I can't be nobody else's
I want them bad bitches to myself, 'cause I'm selfish
Lit nigga, girl I know you felt it
Young Ghetto Lenny tried to tell you, "I'm for real bitch"

You ride for the best, I'm here in the flesh
Key to success, you lookin' depressed
You did it to death, you shoot at the head
I shoot at the chest, yeah
Drivin' a Ghost, my dad was a ghost
The bitch on the side, she don't got on clothes
The moment is close, just watch the approach
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Momma I'm dope, my niggas is dope
The switch up is dope, the pickup is dope
They feelin' the waitin' on the G.O.A.T
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I got it made, my niggas is made
I'm gettin my money, my nigga I'm paid
The pussy is good, my credit is great

All I want is yacht

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Carlos St. John